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DAY 1
Khan couldn’t get the image of Salma’s face from his mind as he looked down from the high mountain ridge at the steep and winding ski trail. He was angry and depressed, he pointed his ski tips straight down and set off at a breakneck pace. He went dangerously fast into his turns, his skis throwing up clouds of powder snow and skidding across ice patches.
But the beauty of the mountain terrain calmed him down, the silence from apart from the ‘Shhhh’ of his skis, the clear blue skies and the feel of the mountain air on his face gradually relaxed him. In 10 minutes he was at the bottom of the trail and decided to have a coffee to reward himself for not breaking his neck.
In the mountain cafe by himself, his depression returned. Two weeks by himself. Two weeks when he had expected to be with Salma He had been looking forward to it for months.
His happiness had collapsed two years before when had he returned from a business trip and found his house empty: empty of people and just about empty of furniture. The fridge was still there with a note stuck to it. He could remember every word.
“Dear Khan
Salma and I have gone away. I’ll let you know where, when I have the courage. Khan, I’ve left you for another man, I know you won’t want to read this but he makes me feel things in a way I’ve never felt before. Salma has said she wants to come with me.
You have been a wonderful husband for me and a wonderful fath
“Salma I think you are very brave and very kind to even listen to us. If my parents had separated and I found my Dad with a girl the same age as me, I would have run screaming out of the room,” said Kavita.
“I still might,” said Salma.
“I can understand you being shocked Salma, maybe thinking it’s disgusting. But don’t prejudge us please. Spend a bit of time with us and judge for yourself. We’re going skiing. Please come. We won’t embarrass you in public.” Khan said almost pleadingly.
Salma thought. It was either that or leaving and never seeing her father again. She didn’t want that. At least she should try to understand and not prejudge.
“You sit in the front Salma. There’s probably a lot you want to talk to Khan about,” said Kavita as they went to the car.
The conversation was became easier and Salma enjoyed the loving banter between Kavita and her father. She found herself talking a lot to Kavita and liking her more and more. It was another perfect day on the mountain and the three enjoyed the long runs.
“We’d better see if Mum and Dad have made it,” said Kavita and they went to the restaurant. “Watch out Salma, they are very boring and they aren’t very nice people.” Salma was shocked to hear Kavita talk about her parents like that. She soon understood after Khan introduced her.
“It’s nice to meet you Salma. It’s great to see you here. Poor Khan was so hurt when you couldn’t be bothered to come down at the start,” said Bhartbhai.
“See what I mean,” whispered Kavita in her ear as they walked inside. Salma saw more as Kavita’s parents called her ‘my little darling’, how they corrected just about everything Kavita said and how they never listened to her or Khan.
“Well, it’ll be nice for Kavita to have a friend, she’s such an anti-social little girl. And I’m sure you’ll be a good influence. Kavita says how Khan is so strict.”
Salma raised an eyebrow at her father.
“Khan has been very good looking after her but he said he does find her exhausting.”
“Does Kavita exhaust you Dad?” asked Salma smiling and was given an angry frown by her father.
Khan went skiing with Bhartbhai and Taraben and the two girls talked.
“I can understand the way you feel about them, Kavita.”
“It is awful. It’s easy with you and Khan here, but when I’m alone with them they just drive me down.”
Kavita took Salma’s hand. “This isn’t some schoolgirl fling with Khan. I’m going to stay with him forever. One night he told me how the sun always shone for him when he’s with me, even when it’s snowing or dark. I thought that was lovely and that’s the way I feel about him.”
“That was lovely. I hope I find a man who says things like that to me.”
They spent the afternoon enjoying the others company more and more.
Khan and Salma drove back together.
“It’s alright Dad. I’ve got over it. You’re great for her and I can see how you love her. But I still think it’s strange.”
“So do we. Sometimes I have to pinch myself because I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
“I bet. The even stranger thing is, so does Kavita.”
Khan looked at his daughter “It’s so lovely having you here.”
“It’s so lovely being here.”
Bhartbhai and Taraben were pleased that Kavita and Salma got on so well. It was good for Kavita to have a friend her own age and it meant they could do the things they wanted to do by themselves. They didn’t mind when Kavita said that she and Salma were going to watch a late movie together and could she stay the night in Salma’s bedroom. They lost track of Kavita’s movements. Sometimes she went up skiing with them, other times with Khan and Salma, sometimes she slept in their suite and other times with Salma although unbeknown to them a lot of that time was in Khan’s bed.
DAY 12
Salma had made some friends and had gone out for the evening with them. Kavita was sitting on Khan’s knee in the bedroom.
“Khan, why don’t we ever have anal sex?”
He was a bit shocked. “What do you know about anal sex?”
“I’ve never done it, but I have found out about it on the internet when I’ve been looking for things I can do to make you happy.”
Khan had certainly enjoyed the variety Kavita had brought.
“Why haven’t we?”
“Kavita, I’ve never done it. When I was young no-one did. When I learned about it my wife didn’t like the idea.”
“But you’ve been with other women since?”
“I’ve just felt that it would be something special which I only wanted to do with someone special. None of them were like that.”
“I’m someone special.”
He kissed her. “You are someone very special. But you’re so . . . “
“Don’t you dare say that Mr Khan Aslam.” Kavita’s eyes blazed and she punched him hard in the chest.
“I’m scared I might hurt you.”
“You would never ever hurt me darling Khan.” She suddenly laughed. “I’m going to be the one who takes your anal virginity. And you’re going to be the one who takes mine. Isn’t that perfect, perfect man?”
She went to the computer. “Now, here’s the website which will show you what to do so you won’t hurt me.”
Khan tried to protest, but his heart wasn’t in it. He was getting very aroused from the talk. He put his hand on Kavita’s ass and felt more excited. Kavita went out to meet Salma and he studied hard. He looked at the different positions, he learned about using lubricant and he learned how he should prepare Kavita with his fingers. His erection became painfully hard as he imagined it.
Kavita returned and gave him a tube of gel.
It took almost all night. They fooled around on the bed, kissing and hugging and Kavita had an orgasm from his fingers. When Khan went down on Kavita she pulled her knees far back, spread them wide and Khan started to kiss and lick her puckered anal rosette. He loved it; Kavita was clean and the tastes were nice, he was even able to insert his tongue as Kavita’s sphincter relaxed.
Khan smeared the gel on his fingers and Kavita’s anus then moved his lips to her pussy and aroused her more before he nudged his forefinger into her anal canal. He was surprised how easily it went in after a little bit of resistance and he loved hearing Kavita’s moan of pleasure. Khan’s finger slid in to the top knuckle and he sucked Kavita’s clitoris until she moaned and writhed to a shuddering orgasm.
The next time he moved his finger, rotating it against her anal rim and he felt it relax. He inserted another finger. There was more resistance but soon the two digits were exploring and rotating inside Kavita’s dark recesses and her orgasm came so quickly.
“I think I’m ready now, darling Khan,” she whispered. “This is the position I want.”
She lay back on the edge of the bed, her legs pulled back so far her thighs were on the sheets and spread wide. Khan looked at her wonderful youthful beauty. Her long smooth thighs, her vulva which was fully exposed with her new Brazilian, her inner lips, parted in this position, pink and glistening from her arousal. Her wonderful breasts and her gentle smile of absolute adoration.
He knelt in front of her and when his knob was inside he took her left hand in his right, her right in his left and gently thrust. They gazed into each others eyes whispering words of love. Khan’s cock was pulsating from the tightness of Kavita’s bowel and her anal rim was almost on fire with delight.
Khan probed more deeply feeling the smoothness of her bowel and the tightness as Kavita clenched and unclenched her anal muscles. She felt her pleasure mount as the pressure passed through to her vagina. Khan’s cock took control of his brain and he plunged hard in. Kavita groaned with the pleasure of feeling so deep inside and pushed her buttocks to get him in further.
Khan thrust in and out, Kavita’s hips started to rotate, she clenched her hands so hard on Khan’s that it would have hurt if he had noticed. Kavita came first with an orgasm which consumed her from her navel to her anus and then Khan’s load erupted inside her.
Kavita changed her position on the bed, wrapped her legs and arms around him and they slept like that for 10 hours.
The next day Salma asked, “Can I come and live at your place Dad?”
“That’ll be great. What about your school?”
“Surely they’ve got schools where you live.”
And the following day he and Salma drove back to his house and Kavita drove back with her parents to the same city.
Kavita and Salma went to the same school and it was easy for Kavita to tell her parents she was staying with Salma. But once they were back in the city Bhartbhai and Taraben reverted to form, treating her like a six year old, over-protecting her, undermining her and swearing at her. With Khan she was an absolute equal and so she hated it more and more. Within two weeks, after another blazing row when both of her parents had sworn at her again, Kavita shifted in with Khan and Salma.
Bhartbhai and Taraben woke the next morning to find Kavita’s bed not slept in and most of her possessions gone. They didn’t feel any better when Kavita phoned them in the evening to tell them where she was. And even worse when she told them that at her age the law said it was her choice where she lived.
Despite their indignation and shattered egos Bhartbhai and Taraben never guessed the relationship between Khan and their daughter until a year later.
Kavita and Salma graduated from high school. Salma was accepted by a top university and Khan resigned from his job. “I need to see the world,” he told his boss.
He and Kavita traveled together. They washed dishes for a living if there wasn’t anything else. They qualified as ski instructors; the pay wasn’t great but lodgings were provided although sometimes it took an effort to persuade their employers that they should have a double room.
They traveled the world for years, blissfully happy with each other and totally oblivious to the affronted looks of people who saw them walking hand in hand or knew that they lived together.
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